When they appeared back in the physical realm, the first thing Damien took notice of was the sunlight shining in through the windows, it seemed night had passed on in the physical realm despite them only spending almost an hour in the metaphysical.

That was the unpredictable things that happened when spending time in the metaphysical, time was unreliable. You could spend minutes in the metaphysical and hours could pass you by in the physical.

Damien had even read that going deep into the metaphysical made time more unpredictable, you could spend seconds very deep in the metaphysical and days could pass in the physical realm. Spending hours or days deep in the metaphysical could have you come out and finding that years had passed you by in the physical realm.

Despite damien only pushing them so close in the metaphysical as to overlap with the physical realm, hours had still gone by.

The second thing that caught his attention were the two men in more powerful armours than the ordinary guards, standing outside the room door. Spreading out his senses throughout the room and a little bit outside came up with more of them standing around, trying to disguise and blend in with the passing civilians. Those ones weren't putting on armours but the invisible energy shield around their bodies served as protection incase of ambush. Damien thought.

Within seconds of their appearance, the door to the room was pushed open and the two men entered.

Seeing them, the quality of their armours alone marked them as no less than the cult's executioners. Their armours were forged with a black magically infused steel and a lord rank monster core was placed on the chest plate of the armour. he also noticed that the core powered the different enchantments that were placed on the armour.

As Damien studied the men, so were they studied in turn.

The one who looked older spoke first. "Good day gentlemen, i am commander Ali and i'll need you to kindly identify yourselves," He said it casually but Damien saw the wariness he looked at them with.

Cropped short brown hair combined with black eyes fixed on a face that was somewhere in his late thirties. He had the presence of a commander, one who was used to issuing commands and expecting them to be carried out.

"He's the head of the executioners force in the city," Spy salin said, now sounding almost calm after confirming that he wasn't going to be killed.

The commander raised an eyebrow on seeing the unconcerned expressions on their faces, the other one though did not take it well "You will show respect when in the presence of the lord commander," Blond hair and blue eyes tried to stare at them intimidatingly, damien almost laughed.

Seeing the amusement on Damien's face, he flushed red and he almost reached for his weapon when the commander stopped him with a knock on the back of his head "Learn to control your emotions or you won't survive long as an executor," Commander Ali said.

He face seemed to almost be smoking, by how red it had gotten.

The commander then addressed them "It isn't often as a commander that you see people be unconcerned in your presence," He didn't sound offended at all, in fact Damien could sense a hint of relief from the way he spoke.

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"You should get used to it, seeing as you're going to be getting alot of those soon," Damien said.

The commander's face froze. "What do you mean by that," Piercing eyes met Damien's and the man flinched from what he saw.

He stepped back "Who are you?" He asked, looking shocked. The second one looked confused, looking between Damien and his commander while salin started looking nervous.

"Take me to your chosen," Damien voice brooked no further arguments so the commander just nodded and stepped aside.

Damien stepped forward and started walking.

Crossing the rooms entrance into the corridor, he turned left and started for the stairs leading down to the inn's bar, the executors and salin following behind.

Stepping into the bar, the various patrons quieted and looked on as Damien walked out followed by two executors and a man dressed in civilian clothing.

When he stepped outside, he turned and said to salin. "Since i have no more use for you, you may go. Do not forget to pass my warning on to your superiors,"

The man nodded and almost ran but managed to walk calmly away, damien was sure that he would run the moment he was out of sight.

Damien noticed the other disguised executors keeping their distance but still surrounding them, following.

Turning to the commander as they walked, he saw the man's confusion "Focus, you will soon learn what all that was about. Now, I suspect the answer but still want to confirm, why did you people come for me?"

The man quickly focused, Damien smiled appreciatively "We received a report from one of our soldiers who saw you at a bar close to the gate. He thought you strange and suspicious at first but kept it to himself,"

Damien nodded "Wise of him," He then motioned with his hands for the man to continue.

"He watched as you kept interacting with the barman but as nothing more suspicious happened other than different highly toxic drinks being placed on the table for you, his suspicion lessened until the barman shouted in fear, drawing the other patrons attention and you quickly leaving the bar. After you left, he went to the barman to inquire why he had shouted, the man was shaking in fear but managed to tell him what you did,"

"I never knew a drink would spoil my anonymity like that," Damien said.

"That wasn't a normal drink, even the chosen would not have taken two shots without an effect on him, yet you did so without showing even an ounce of reaction other than saying the drink wasn't that heavy," Damien could see the questions in the man's eyes that he refused to form, leaving the man to his speculations, he motioned for him to continue.

"After hearing that, the man was beginning to feel fear but waited a little to make sure you weren't coming back before broadcasting an emergency message through out to the city's guards and informing them of what you did, he advised caution, that was why you weren't immediately apprehended by any of the guards around," The man said.

They were now approaching the temple's gate where Damien could sense hundreds of guards spread out across the whole temple.

"We, the executors and the chosen were informed and quickly moved to apprehend you. We were waiting for night to fully come in when something happened in the room you were staying in, our newest member,"

He pointed to the younger executor who came with him

"Opened the door and almost fell into your room filled with darkness so black that it literally drank the light. Informing the chosen, we quickly summarised that the anomaly was there as a response to the unnatural absence of something, we thought you had brought a Powerful equipment that caused the anomaly. Some wanted to enter and look for you but the chosen told us to be patient, whatever you did would soon be reversed and the room back to normal. So we waited,"

The man looked at Damien. "May I ask what you used to make the room like that?"

Damien smiled and said. "From the way things are playing, you might soon get to find out," before stepping through the temple gate, the guards at the gate stepping aside at a signal from the executor.

"Can I ask why you want to see the chosen?" The younger executor asked.

"You'll know soon," Damien replied before following the new person who came to lead him to the chosen.